LYRIC
All with bright yellow blooms at the tip
Like they've been set on fire
And put out but left alone
All the embers stay lit
And i passed by a hillside in Texas
Where the cacti all raised up their arm
Like they've been caught in prayer to some evangelist preacher
Or absentee gods [Chorus] So I drift to sleep
Eating wildflower honey
In the evening heat
With the windows down around me
Laying low on the side of the road [Verse 2] I played a dive in St Louis
My guitar started sounding like shit
Got it fixed up in Nashville
The lady said
"Kid you can't bang on your fret-board like this"
And I found some boys out of Philly that were willing to play in my band
For drinks at the bar and the promise of places that they've never been [Chorus] So we drift to sleep
Eating wildflower honey
In the evening heat
Watch the fireflies arriving
Laying low on the side of the road
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